Chapter 129 - 115. Close Combat with Miss Mu_2

"Miss Mu, you’re really not all that impressive, after all~ I thought you were something special~" He spoke disdainfully and with disappointment. Truth be told, he was indeed disappointed. After the battle, he merely evolved from Two-tails to Third Rank and hadn’t learned any new Spiritual Clothes. Staring at Xia Feng who once again showed a punch-worthy face, Mu Qingtong’s eyes slightly darkened, and for some reason, she even heard a hint of disappointment in Xia Feng’s arrogant tone. It wasn’t intentional provocation but a genuine expression of emotion! Really, did this guy think he had already won? "Tsk, Mr. Xia, I must say, you’ve successfully angered me," Mu Qingtong stated blandly in her slightly dry voice. "Oh?" Xia Feng raised an eyebrow, his dark pupils scrutinizing her as he lightly patted her cheek, "So? Miss Mu, it seems you can only talk big now." As soon as he finished speaking, a purple glow suddenly illuminated from the center of Mu Qingtong’s disheveled, wet, and snowy forehead! It was a multifaceted purple crystal, shimmering like a star-dusted amethyst, emerging from her forehead and then dispersing into a swastika-shaped purple mist stream, before regrouping into the purple crystal repeatedly. The instant he saw this item, Xia Feng felt a chilling sense of dread wash over him and hastily retreated, stepping back with flashes of lightning. The wild purple light ravaged the dark room, the woman in a black dress, with her delicate neck arched, slowly levitated with her silver hair wildly dancing behind her. In Xia Feng’s shocked gaze, the aura around Mu Qingtong began to skyrocket, and her Spiritual Pressure also surged crazily. She hadn’t advanced in rank, but her Spiritual Pressure had shot up to Third Rank, buzzing— And it showed no signs of stopping! She reached the zenith of Third Rank! Gasping— the woman with silver hair and a black dress opened her eyes, her pale golden irises looking down with an inexplicable aura of an Empress ascending the throne, gazing calmly at Xia Feng. "..." Xia Feng’s face stiffened, and he slowly retreated step by step until he bumped lightly into the solid door frame. His hands fumbled desperately behind him for the doorknob, but it was futile. "Warning! Warning! Unauthorized personnel attempting to open the door will receive an electric shock—Warning! Warning! Unauthorized....." Amid the security door’s alarm, the purple light in the room suddenly dispersed, leaving only darkness. Silence ensued. Against someone of the same rank, Xia Feng couldn’t resist Mu Qingtong’s control over the Spiritual Artifact; this was a weakness caused by insufficient spiritual power. Sёarᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Having already used the Gui Domain, he had no means of counteracting it any longer. Tap— Tap———— In the darkness, the woman’s unhurried footsteps gradually approached, and Xia Feng tried to escape, only to discover that his body was no longer his own. He was completely unable to move. Quietly, in the dark, a soft, slender hand reached out, lightly pressing against his left chest. Thump! Thump, thump— "Mr. Xia, your heartbeat is accelerating. Are you scared?" Her fingertip glided along his shoulder and neck, her index finger lightly hooking his chin, gently lifting it. Xia Feng had no choice but to raise his head, only then could he see clearly—the dark shadow revealed a pair of majestic golden eyes looking down at him, she said softly: "If you’re scared, Mr. Xia, you can choose to surrender." [Mu Qingtong was extremely excited in her heart, thus she had a sudden realization of the matrix-like Spiritual Particle structure, further analyzing the "Six-tailed," greatly enhancing her understanding of Spiritual Clothes] Swoosh—— Four pale golden mist tails fluttered behind the woman in the black dress. Xia Feng’s black pupils widened, a trace of joy in his heart; he had another realization, it seemed this battle couldn’t easily end just yet! Xia Feng could only move his face, but he didn’t speak, just gazing lightly at the woman, scoffing arrogantly, appearing fearless as if daring her to strike. The woman’s bewitching eyes narrowed slightly. [Your expression brought Mu Qingtong an excited emotional state, leading her to realize the linear Spiritual Particle structure, moderately enhancing your understanding of Spiritual Clothes, successfully mastering N-level Spiritual Clothes "Tail Touch"] [N·Tail Touch] [Allows for perception amplification in Spiritual Clothes visualized as tail shapes, sensations such as pain, itching, tingling, soreness, etc., receiving a twofold increase] Xia Feng: "Miss Witch, why are you studying this Spiritual Clothes at such a time? Moreover, joyful emotions? What are you joyous about?!" Terrified, Xia Feng wanted to retract all three tails, but he was completely unable to control them. Once released, the tails didn’t require Spiritual Pressure to maintain their shape, but they lost their offensive and defensive capabilities. "Mr. Xia, I am very pleased, you truly are an opponent worthy of my competition." The woman in the black dress’s cool and calm face remained placid as she coolly clamped Xia Feng’s jaw while the foggy long tail quietly entwined around Xia Feng’s ankles. Xia Feng’s face stiffened, what was the witch planning to do?! No! He couldn’t keep playing like this anymore. Xia Feng hastily said, "Wait, wait a moment! I admit—" His voice abruptly stopped. He suddenly found that he could not speak! Even his Spiritual Pressure was blocked, and he couldn’t even send a sound transmission. His pupils dilated rapidly as he watched the woman in the black dress with her cold face close in, whispering into his ear, "Mr. Xia, what were you about to say just now?" In the darkness, Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes seemed to curve slightly, a fleeting smirk passing by, but soon reverted back to her calm, gentle expression, lightly questioning, "Hm?" Seeing that Xia Feng didn’t speak, but just glared annoyedly at her, Mu Qingtong softly said, "It seems Mr. Xia is still not convinced. Then, I have no choice but to make you—" Her tone turned icy, her golden pupils commanding, "Truly submit to me!" ... Three minutes later. [Your humiliation has completely elevated Mu Qingtong’s emotions, thereby profoundly understanding the linear structure of Spiritual Particles. Your grasp of Spiritual Clothes has significantly improved, successfully mastering the D-rank Spiritual Clothes "Super Tail Touch"] Five minutes later. [Your ’never beg for mercy’ attitude deeply impressed Mu Qingtong. Your understanding of Spiritual Clothes has significantly improved, successfully mastering D-rank Spiritual Clothes "Unyielding"] [D·Unyielding] [When humiliated, your physical attributes including but not limited to sensory perception, blood production ability, speed, and strength will double.] Xia Feng felt desperate, he let Mu Qingtong humiliate him like this, but what kind of rubbish Spiritual Clothes were these? Couldn’t this Abnormal Witch learn some more useful Spiritual Clothes? Xia Feng felt that he couldn’t wait any longer, waiting any longer wouldn’t get him any useful Spiritual Clothes. It was time to let this foolish witch know, that in fact, she was not strong enough! Xia Feng’s black pupils were hollow, his breath short and ragged as he leaned against the door, the woman in the black dress stood in front of him, her pale golden pupils looking down from above, the tail sharply hooking up his jaw: "So, are you convinced now?" Xia Feng found that he could finally speak, but he still did not talk, instead slowly raising his hollow black eyes, deliberately revealing a hint of mockery in his cool gaze, as if mocking Mu Qingtong’s arrogance and ridiculousness. "Copy!" He thought to himself. Instantly, a flood of information about the Black Crow’s Spiritual Artifact streamed into his mind. [Target: Spiritual Artifact Space] [Detected attack from Spiritual Artifact Space, copy successful——] [Current Spiritual Artifact Position is full, overwrite?] [Overwrite of N·Wind Listening Ring successful——] [Current Spiritual Artifact Positions: Forest Wand (C), Vermilion Bird Demon Armor (B), Spiritual Artifact Space (A)] [A·Spiritual Artifact Space] [Absorb target soul into this space, defeat the Spiritual Artifact’s incarnation, target can awaken Spiritual Energy power] [Note 1: Can forcibly absorb target soul into this space, absorption effect varies depending on the difference in Spiritual Pressure between the user and the target.] [Note 2: When the target looks into your eyes, absorption effect can be increased.] After tormenting this contemptible man, Mu Qingtong’s mood was unprecedentedly serene. She was about to force Xia Feng to reveal the true cause of Anubis’s death, but suddenly noticed, beneath Xia Feng’s weakly lifted eyelids, his black pupils still held a mocking look. Still not convinced? Her eyes calm, she subconsciously made eye contact with Xia Feng, but her face suddenly paused. "What—?" She suddenly felt a moment of dizziness, as if her spirit was about to leave her body. Disaster! This guy was still hiding cards up his sleeve! Mu Qingtong quickly realized the problem and hurriedly averted her gaze, but it was too late. Her soul suddenly left her body! Plop—— The woman in the black dress collapsed instantly, falling into Xia Feng’s arms.